Disclaimers: Not my characters...(well, most of them are not) and I only
use them for the fun of writing this story. I put them back where they belong.
One of these days....I will....really.... J

Violence: Yes. Might get a little graphic, too. But nothing too
gory.

Subtext: Yup! Rather subtle at the beginning but I'm getting
there...<smile>

A Final Note: Okay....again, this isn't what one might consider
a 'typical' alternative X/G story. Seems I have a lot of fun coming up
with alternative universes (Or xenaverses <smile>) So, don't go looking
for similarities with events in the show. They might be here but I gave
them quite a twist so please consider yourself warned! And this isnít a
light piece, either Ė please, be aware of that, too.

Summary: A young Amazon Queen who canít remember her past. A
former warlord trying desperately to leave her past behind. And a secret
that can destroy them Ė or save them.

Donít try to callThere are some bridges that burnBeyond recognition, beyond repairDonít say youíve changedThere are some forces that turnBeyond recollection beyond my stareWhen I feel the cold in the darkI know youíre there

Long ago I was a woman in painA woman in needI ran to youLong ago I did not understandYou were making me bleedI ran to youWhen I feel the cold in the darkI know what you do

<chorus>I will crawl through my pastOver stones, blood and glassIn the ruinsReaching under the fenceAs I try to make senseIn the ruins

I know your heart has held its own fearItís perfectly clearWhat they did to youIn my heart itís the screaming I hearI wonít let them come nearSince my love knew youWhen I feel the cold in the darkI remember you

<chorus>

Night after nightI am carving it out

I will carry it down to the watersideNight after nightI am hearing the soundOf wings that come beatingI will not hideWhen I feel the cold in the darkI will know why

<chorus>

But if I am to healI must learn to feelIn the ruinsI will crawl

"Ruins" written by Melissa Etheridge

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Prologue

The dark of the night slowly surrendered to the first hesitant rays
of sunlight. Caressing the sleeping village nestled within a valley. Sheltered
by woods and a river. Wrapped in an air of innocence in the soft pink glow
of a new morning.

Trees swayed to the silent music of the wind brushing through their
leaves. Stirring them for the briefest of moments. To get caught in the
wavy manes of horses.

Lots of horses.

Waves of dust obscured the sight of the village as the army came to
a halt on top of a hill overlooking the valley.

Muffled neighs of the horses mixed with the subtle noise of armour and
weapons. Husky voices. The air filled with the heavy scent of warm bodies,
leather and the smoke of torches.

"I still think we should wait."

A tall man turned and dark eyes narrowed at the young man next to him.
"And why do you think that?"

"She said to wait with the attack until she gets here, Draco. This would
be a direct violation of her orders."

The dark-skinned man pursed his lips in a thoughtful gesture. He actually
turned back to take a long look at the outlines of the village laying before
them.

Thin lines of smoke fading into the retreating grey of the sky. Faintly
he could hear the sound of sheep and dogs. The soft murmurs from the river.

"You're right." Draco looked at the young man and smiled. Urging his
horse a little closer. Close enough to touch. "She would be angry, wouldn't
she?"

Light-brown locks moved as the young man nodded in relief.

"Mmh." Draco released a slow breath. With one quick move he pulled a
small dagger from his boot and plunged it right into the young man's chest.

A soft, wet sound as its blade pierced warm flesh. The air immediately
filled with the scent of warm blood.

The boy uttered a groan. Green eyes blinking in shock as Draco slowly,
ever so slowly twisted the dagger. "Only one problem....I don't follow
orders very well." The taller man leaned closer. Watching with a small
smile as the gaze in the boy's eyes broke. "And I love when she gets angry."

The slim body dropped from the back of the horse. Hitting the dusty
road as a lifeless mass of bloodied flesh. The dry earth hungrily absorbing
the warm liquid. Steaming ever so lightly in the early morning cold.

Turning to his men that had watched the interaction without any real
emotion, he shrugged and smirked. "Let's go....we have a village to raid."

A wave of leather-clad bodies slowly moved forward. Rolling into the
valley.

Draco turned to one of his lieutenants. "What's the name of this village
anyway?"

The bearded man thought about that for a moment. "I don't know. Something
about potatoes."

Draco laughed. "Whatever...."

They had reached the first huts of the village and were greeted by panicked
screams and alarmed yells. Men armed with pitchforks and makeshift clubs
stepped into their way.

Drawing his sword, Draco smirked at the sight of a young woman trying
to free herself from the grip of one of his men. He licked his lips as
dark eyes took in smooth, cream-coloured skin.

"Let's have some fun."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

She hurt.

Moving hurt but she knew that she couldn't stop.

She had to get away.

From them. The touches. The voices.

The pain.

A branch hit her side and she uttered a hoarse cry. Her belly the source
of waves of hot pain that branded through her entire body.

Another breath. Her throat dry and sore. Had she been screaming?

Her skirt caught in undergrowth and she froze for a long moment. Scared
that they had caught her after all. It took a moment for the panic to subside
and then she tugged the hem of the skirt free and rushed forward again.

Not caring where she was going.

Just away.

Away....

From the scent of burning skin....desperate screams.....the heat of
the fire and...

And...

Twigs and branches were reaching for her. The cold of leaves caressing
her overheated skin. Whispered voices. Laughter.

She stumbled again and fell.

For a long time she didnít move. Couldnít move. She just lay there.
Her eyes tracing the sky above. Peeking through the roof woven by leaves.

The pale blue of the sky.

Pale blue...

The heat of her body settled somewhere in her mind. Blinding in its
darkness. Whispering. Reaching. Was she screaming again?

"...please..." A hoarse whisper. Dying on a gust of wind before it even
left trembling pale lips.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

- 1 -

The view of the sky was obscured by thick tree tops. Deep green leaves
weaving a carpet of whispering life. Hesitant rays of the sun were an ocean
of green-tinted light as they tickled a dusty road and softly swaying blades
of grass. Somewhere the rustle of small creatures carried through the chilly
air. Echoing faintly through the otherwise quiet forest.

"I don't like that, Terreis."

The low voice was all but a whisper but the young woman crouching next
to a very alert form caught it nevertheless. Brushing red locks from her
eyes, she released a slow breath.

"I know. Something's not right." Pale eyes looked around trying to make
out anything in the thick foliage surrounding them. "Anything from Solari?"

Ephiny next to her shifted a little and shook her head in a silent gesture.
Her eyes never leaving the dusty path ahead of them.

"I'm sure they are here. The sentries we found last night were killed
not far from here. They couldn't have got far. At least one of them is
wounded."

Before Terreis could respond a sound alerted them. A twig bursting eerily
loud in the quiet. Then a muffled voice. More rustle and then a form stumbled
onto the path. The two Amazons hidden in the undergrowth frowned.

"A girl?" An incredulous whisper from Ephiny. She scowled at the small
form standing in the middle of the narrow path. Looking around in obvious
confusion. She wore a long rust-coloured skirt and a pale blue shirt. Both
ripped and torn. Her long, blonde hair flowing in long waves down her back.
Leaves and twigs tangled in the long tresses.

The two women watched as she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around
her stomach. Looking around, pink lips muttering something too soft for
them to catch.

"What are we going to do?" Ephiny turned to her friend. Red brows wrinkled
in thought as Terreis studied the young woman. Frowning as she noticed
a few dark bruises and fresh scratches on her face. Then she looked at
the silent blonde next to her. And smiled.

"Oh no! Come on Terreis we don't have time to help some peasant girl
find its way home! Her family's probably already looking for her so no
need for us to get involved."

The red head in front of her tilted ever so slightly.

Ephiny scowled and looked at the girl again. By Artemis this sucked!
"Okay. Fine!"

Terreis chuckled softly and straightened. Walking towards the small
blonde but keeping alert to her surroundings.

"Hey."

A high-pitched cry and the girl jumped around. Big green eyes looking
at her in shock and undisguised fear. She stumbled a few steps back. Stepping
on the hem her skirt, she lost her balance and fell. Nevertheless trying
to get away from the...green eyes widened still....half naked woman carrying
a sword heading towards her.

"I...I...my husband is just....he'll be here any minute now, really
and...he is very good with his...sword...and so you better....I mean...."
The soft voice was trembling and strangely hoarse. Almost too weak for
them to catch the words.

Terreis couldn't suppress the smile and she came to halt. More to put
the frightened girl at ease than anything else. Not fooled by the story
of the 'husband'.

"Easy. I won't hurt you."

The girl fell silent and looked at her. Those frightened green eyes
never leaving her face. Terreis smiled again. Holding out a hand to help
her up.

Just then Ephiny stepped up behind her and the girl swallowed audible.
The redhead could only imagine what look her friend had on her face. Shaking
her head a little, she crouched in front of the young woman. Still offering
her hand.

"We won't hurt you."

Green eyes shifted to Ephiny.

"Really....maybe we can help you. Did you get lost?"

She watched the girl swallow again and then the blonde head shook. Mmh.
Raising her brows in a questioning gesture, she looked at her hand and
then back into green eyes. Her answer a shy smile as a small, trembling
hand took it.

Pulling the girl to her feet, she chuckled a little. "My name is Terreis...and
this is my friend Ephiny. We are Amazons."

How can a face be so expressive? Without even saying a word the girl
managed to express shock, surprise and awe just with the shift of emotions
on her face.

"...Amazons?..." A breathless whisper.

"Yes." The somewhat gruff answer came from Ephiny and the girl took
a step back. Dropping her head.

Terreis turned and scowled at her friend. "Ephiny!" Shaking her head,
she turned her attention back to the small blonde in front of her. "What's
your name?"

Shy green eyes blinked at her. "...Gabrielle..."

A smile. "Well Gabrielle....where are you from? Maybe we can help you
find your way home."

Gabrielle was about to answer when suddenly voices broke through the
forest and a group of seven women dressed in leathers and carrying swords
and crossbows broke through the undergrowth and came to a halt in front
of them.

Their leader, a tall dark head woman took a few deep breaths. "They
attacked us and are headed this way!"

"Great." Ephiny draw her sword and already scanned the forest. "We need
to find cover and quick!" Her eyes shifted to the girl. "Looks like you'll
be staying with us for the moment."

"What? No, wait..." But before Gabrielle could protest Terreis grabbed
her hand and pulled her along. Missing the lock of pain on the her face
but just in time to avoid an arrow whirling past them. Hitting a tree with
a loud thud.

She was pushed behind a fallen tree. Another wave of pain branding through
her already hurting body and she bit her lip to suppress a cry.

"Stay there!"

And then green eyes looked on in shock as the air was suddenly filled
with arrows. Closely followed by a group of men attacking the Amazons.
She watched in horror as one of the women was practically sliced open by
a short sword. Thick, red blood pooling around her fallen body.

"...oh gods...not again...."

She watched as three men attacked Terreis and without even thinking
about it she jumped from behind her hiding place and rushed towards the
redhead. She had no idea what she would do when she got there---only driven
by the need to help the other woman.

She crashed into Terreis just as one of the men hit her with the hilt
of his sword. Knocking her down. Throwing her small frame on top of the
Amazon, she blacked out as something heavy and painful connected with her
head.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

It was dark.

That was the first thing she became aware of.

The darkness.

And the painful throbbing inside her head.

She felt like floating. In an ocean of muffled sounds and prickling
pain. Her body felt numb and even thinking hurt as she tried to remember
what had happened.

Then voices infiltrated the heavy mist of numbness.

"She saved your life?"

"Yes!...One minute this bastard was knocking me down and the next thing
I knew she threw herself over me. His blade hit her instead of me..." A
pause. A slow breath. "He could have killed her. With all the blood I was
sure he did..." A soft whisper.

"Who is she?"

"I don't know. She just stumbled into our way."

Silence. Breathing. The shuffling of feet. The scent of leather.

Leather... The throbbing pain intensified.

"Okay. She can stay...at least until she is fully healed. Then we decide
what we'll do next. Tell the sentries to keep their ears open if someone
is looking for her. Maybe she is from one of the small villages to the
north. There have been some attacks by Draco lately...maybe she got away."

"Draco?"

The name sparked another lance of pain in her mind and she tried to
move. Tried to hide from the memories and images the name carried.

"Yeah..." Footsteps. "He joined Xena's troops and they've been raiding
quite a few villages and small towns on their way to Corinth."

She screamed. At least in her mind she did. All she heard was a hoarse
croak. Hurting her dry throat. Her mind alive with glittering steel...pale
eyes and a smiling face as the scent of warm blood seemed to drown her.

And then that was gone, too as the darkness mercifully wrapped its comforting
arms around her again.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Terreis moved as she heard a soft moan. Crouching next to the cot the
blonde girl was resting on. Pale brows wrinkling in obvious distress as
the small frame stirred.

"Ssh, Gabrielle. You're safe." She brushed blonde bangs to one side.
The soft skin damp with sweat and hot from a fever that had its hold on
the young woman for almost four days now.

Behind her stood her sister Melosa and their healer Ira.

"How bad is it?" Melosa turned a little to look at the older woman next
to her.

A slow breath as Ira ran her hand through long, greying hair. "The head
wound is pretty deep but luckily healing nicely.....As for the infection...its
almost completely gone and I hope the fever will, too in another day or
two. I have no idea how long she's been in that condition but it was close.
Very close."

Dark eyes turned to the small frame. "Will she remember what happened
to her?"

Ira shrugged. "Hard too say. For her sake I hope she won't.....she is
so young."

Terreis, who had been listening in silence, dropped her head a little.
Her eyes studying the youthful features of Gabrielle. Tracing her fingers
ever so lightly across her cheek. Soft, downy skin.

"What if she is pregnant?" Her voice was barely above a whisper but
the other two women caught it nevertheless.

Ira took a deep breath. "We have to wait. Won't know for another two
or three moons."

Melosa nodded. Crossing her arms, she took a few steps forward and put
her hand on her sister's shoulder. "She'll be okay, Terreis....you need
to get some sleep yourself."

"I know." The younger woman got up. Her back aching a little from staying
in one position for too long. "You let me know when she wakes up?"

Ira nodded. "Of course."

With one last look at Gabrielle who had calmed down again, she left
the hut with her sister. Ira sighed and sat down on a chair. Her eyes never
leaving youthful features that even in sleep carried the last traces of
fear.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

The water was warm enough to be comfortable as it brushed along soft
skin. Blurring the sight of pale scars. Long blonde hair fanned out around
youthful features. A small smile playing on pink lips.

The rustle of wings. Birdsí voices a soft music in strange harmony with
the husky murmur of the lake. The rhythmic movement of waves.

The sun a bright spot of light in a deep blue sky. Thin layers of clouds
chased across the smooth surface by playful breezes of the wind.

Footsteps. Rustle of leather.

"Youíre pruning."

For the briefest of moments the small form froze but almost immediately
relaxed. Green eyes blinked open and she turned on her stomach. Swimming
towards the shore until her feet touched sandy ground.

Gentle laughter. Followed by the splashing of water as the small form
made its way to a bundle of folded up clothes. Wrapping a towel around
herself, Gabrielle turned to Terreis and smiled as she noticed how her
friend kept her eyes on the ground. An ever so light blush barely visible
on her face.

Holding out her arm from within the warmth of the towel, she said: "No
wrinkles. See?"

Terreis cleared her throat and her eyes flickered to the soft skin so
close by. "Um....yeah...I see. Um...Melosa would like to talk with you."

The pale head tilted ever so slightly as Gabrielle finished getting
dressing. "Why?"

This time Terreis face her friend squarely. Able to make out dark lines
underneath those amazing green eyes. And although Gabrielle was smiling,
her eyes didnít. They looked tired.

Lost, somehow.

"The nightmares are back, arenít they?"

The smaller woman got very still. Holding the questioning gaze of her
friend until she dropped her head. Wrapping her arms around herself in
an unconscious gesture, she shrugged. "Iím fine."

A warm, gentle hand on her face and she barely kept herself from flinching.
But Terreis noticed it and was about to pull her hand away as a smaller
one reached for it. She could feel the trembling and without a word she
wrapped her arms around Gabrielle.

And was face to face with worried hazel eyes. "Bother me?! By Artemis,
Gabrielle!! If something bothers you I want you to tell me! Donít ever
think you....gods....how long?"

Green eyes dropped. "A week...maybe a little longer. Since Ephiny returned
from the trip to the villages. "

Terreis released a slow breath. She was about to say something but Gabrielle
took a step away. Brushing damp strands behind an ear, she sighed.

"Itís driving me insane, Terreis! I....there are all those images in
my head and I donít know what they mean! I try to remember but....every
time Iím close to touching one of those memories itís like...itís like
Iím running into a wall. And I donít know why!" The soft voice was trembling
with silent tears.

"Do you want to leave us?" The taller woman swallowed against the dryness
in her throat at the very thought but she knew that it was Gabrielleís
choice. And yet...

"Are you happy here?"

Those green eyes looked at her for a long, silent moment. And then the
small form took a few steps closer. One small hand touching her cheek in
a light, gentle caress. "I am happy...here....with you." The last words
were all but a whisper.

"Then you have a family."

Silence.

Two sets of breathing.

And then a soft, almost shy smile. "Yes. Yes...I do."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

- 2 -

5 years later

At heart you're an Amazon, Xena... whether you believe it or not.

Right.

A soft snort.

Crackling of a bonfire nearby. The hushed voices of the night guards.
Rustle of leaves stirred by a chilly breeze. From somewhere the eerie cry
of an owl. And faintly, almost blending into the soft carpet of sounds
the rush of a river.

Then a slow breath stirred the quiet.

The shift of leather as a tall form moved against a tree. Pale eyes
starring up at a sky covered with countless spots of light. The full moon
a bright circle bathing everything in a silvery shine.

And yet, here she was.

But what was really surprising Ė she was content.

Not that the darkness inside had retreated. Nor had the tickle of excitement
every new battle brought but...

But this inexplicable need to conquer and possess had faded. Now when
she fought she did it to protect the tribe and to make sure the new generations
would have a world to live in. And as strange as this may sounded Ė fighting
for a good cause wasn't as ridiculous as she had always thought.

Look at yourself...Conqueror of Greece and here you are....trying
to do what? Redeem yourself?

Was she? Maybe.

When she came here it had been because she'd been tired. So tired. Of
death. Of war. And Borias' death....

A slow breath.

It had made her think. What was it that she wanted? To conquer the world,
she once thought. And then? Cyane's offer had given her a second chance.
And if she learned anything in all this time it was that you don't always
get a second chance.

So she had agreed.

Not that she had any other place to go.

Borias was dead. Her army scattered to the winds. And she couldn't return
to Greece. It was a compromise. Stay with the amazons for a while...give
her body a chance to finally heal....to just be alive without having to
worry about assassins or the next battle.

Rustle of wings as a bird brushed past her. Large, yellow eyes meeting
hers for a brief moment just to dissolve into the darkness again.

By the Gods....she was happy. For almost five years she had made herself
a home with the tribe. And it felt good to see respect and friendship in
the eyes of her fellow amazons.

Not fear or panic.

Or hate.

Redeem myself? Maybe there was a chance to do that, too. As impossible
as it may have seemed years ago.

"Can't sleep?"

The sudden sound of a soft voice didn't seem to startle the tall form.
Only causing a slight smile on red lips.

"Something like that, yeah."

Footsteps and then a woman stepped into the silvery light thrown across
a patch of grass. Highlighting long, blonde hair and a slim body covered
in dark brown leathers.

"You're worried." This time is wasn't a question.

Xena chuckled a little and then turned to Cyane. "Worried? I don't know...."
A shrug of broad shoulders. Then she turned away again. "But I don't think
it's a good idea for me to be part of the escort."

"Mmh." Cyane crossed her arms and tilted her head a little at the now
silent form next to her.

Who would have thought that the untamed and violent creature she had
met five years ago would one day be one of the most respected warriors
in her tribe? That is not to say that Xena was tamed now Ė or any less
violent. But she had found a way to deal with this dark side inside her.
Had found a new way to channel all that energy that seemed to make the
air around her crackle.

"Five years is a long time, Xena."

No response. Just a slight shift of the tall frame.

"Long enough to forget....and forgive."

Pale blue eyes, almost grey in the moonlight, turned her way. Dark brows
furrowed. "Forgive?....Cyane, it takes more than time for anyone to forgive
me for what I have done to Greece."

The Queen of the Amazons was about to answer but decided against it.
She did understand the amount of guilt Xena carried. Having met her at
the darkest time of her life and yet she never doubted that within all
the darkness there was light. A light so bright and strong....

And for some time she had thought, hoped if she was honest enough, that
she could be the one to bring that light into the open but she had never
got inside.

Xena and she were friends, yes and she knew that the taller woman respected
her and yet....

Even in the tribe Xena really had no one she was close to. Although
she had more opportunities than one to get 'close' to half of the women.
She always kept an aloof air around her. She had friends of course....and
the others respected her. But no one ever got to the place inside her that
caused this lost, hurting look in those amazing blue eyes. Maybe it was
part of the guilt inside her that kept her from opening up to anyone.

Her brows wrinkled in thought.

"Maybe....", she finally responded to Xenaís remark. "...but as head
of the Royal Guard it is your duty to protect your Queen...." The expression
on those chiselled features didn't change. "...and as a friend I ask you
to accompany me."

Unreadable pale eyes looked back at her. Then the dark head dropped
and Xena released a deep breath.

"Xena....this meeting is really important for our tribes. If we can
settle on a joined border patrol our chances against the Roman Army will
be a lot better. We can't do this alone, you know that."

"I know." The low voice was soft.

"You told me that you never attacked Amazon country. So you don't have
to worry about them carrying a grudge against you, right?"

Pale blue eyes peeked at her through dark bangs. "No." Xena draw out
the word. A slight smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Xena brushed her fingers through her hair and took a deep breath. Releasing
it slowly, she nodded. "Guess, it is."

The blonde Amazon chuckled. "You'll see, it'll be fun. The western tribes
are known for their festivals. You could enjoy yourself once in a while."

A dark brow rose.

"Or not."

Cyane laughed and poked Xena's side. "I'm kidding....you just keep up
that 'ice won't melt in my mouth' attitude and finalising this treaty will
be the easiest thing to do."

The dark head shook and Xena straightened. Turning her steps back towards
the village.

Dry leaves and small twigs crunching underneath her feet as the two
women walked down a narrow path. The huge fir trees lining the path were
all but pale grey shadows next to them as the mist from the river slowly,
lazily moved into the valley.

"What do you know about their Queen?"

"Melosa?...Um...I heard she is a very fair Queen. Had her share of battles
especially with the Centaurs in that region. Actually, I am really looking
forward to meeting her."

"Mmh."

Xena listened as Cyane kept on talking about the Greek tribe they were
going to meet but the strange tingling sensation in the pit of her stomach
wouldn't let her relax. It was an eerie feeling of trepidation that she
just couldn't shake.

And all her instincts told her to be careful.

And they hadn't failed her before.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Rain was pelting down in thick, heavy drops. Exploding with noisy thuds
against leaves and rough barks of trees. Drowning a dusty road in pools
of water. Washing away the remains of footsteps.

The sky was a solid wall of grey even as the light gained in strength.
The only hint that a new day was dawning.

The village lay quiet.

Wooden huts darkened by the rain. The worn wood groaning as it strained
against its restraints. Then a soft creak as feet stepped onto a porch.

Small hands coming to rest on the railing. Tracing a few drops of rain.
Leaving thin lines of dampness.

A chilly breeze tugged playfully at long pale locks. Caressing them
along gentle features. A small hand reached up and brushed a few stray
locks behind an ear. Then the pale head tilted a little as green eyes disappeared
behind closing lids.

A deep breath.

A heavy scent of wet wood and earth was lingering in the air and a small
smile played around pink lips. Then a shiver shook the small form and green
eyes blinked open. Wrapping her arms around herself, the small blonde sighed.

Very aware of the two silent forms standing only a few steps away from
her.

"...morning..."

"Good Morning."

She heard one of them clear their throat and then the sound of footsteps
getting closer.

"You shouldn't be out here."

Smiling, she turned and tilted her head at Ephiny. Long blonde curls
framing a face that at the moment held a very stern expression.

"Why not?"

Ephiny rolled her eyes but couldn't quite suppress the small smile on
her lips. "Because the healer said you need your rest. And because it is
still early...why are you up anyway?" Affectionate amusement dissolved
into worry. "Are you okay?"

A small, warm hand came to rest on her arm.

"I'm fine, Ephiny. Just...." Green eyes turned away. Tracing a small
bird struggling through the heavy downpour. Its small body soaked and pitiful
dark eyes met hers for a brief moment before it disappeared underneath
the porch.

"Go back inside. Please?" Ephiny took a step closer. Resting one arm
on a small shoulder. Trying to make eye contact. "I'll get something to
eat for you. How's that?"

Those green eyes studied her for a long, silent moment. A soft sigh.
"Fine." The small form turned but stopped short before entering the hut
again. "Oh Ephiny...any word from the border, yet?"

Blonde curls moved as the Amazon shook her head. "No. But Solari said
they expect the party any time now."

A nod and another smile and then the small frame disappeared inside.
Ephiny released a slow breath and shook her head again.

"She still looks tired." The low voice came from Eponin who had been
silent until now.

"I know. And I don't like that one bit." Pale brows wrinkled in an unconscious
frown. "And the next days are going to be busy. The treaty. The Festival...."

"She'll be okay."

Ephiny met the gaze of her friend and a weak smile appeared. "I hope."
Then she turned and headed towards the food hut to get some breakfast.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"I hate this." A gruff statement.

"So? Tell the rain to stop, then." A snappy comment.

"You talking to me?"

Pale eyes watched in amusement the group of Amazons huddled together
under the wide arms of a tree. Already drenched and therefore in a really
bad mood. They were all scowling at each other and two of them actually
started pushing the other.

A dark head shook. Drops of rain caressing along high cheekbones. Slowly,
quietly Xena moved and turned back to the small outcrop Cyane and the rest
of their party were waiting for her.

"They are obviously waiting for us. A group of five. All armed...."
A low chuckle. "...and really pissed off."

One member of her Royal Guards snorted. "Surprise there. This weather
sucks and I can only hope they have dry huts ready for us."

The others nodded eagerly.

Cyane smiled and lifted her backpack. "Well let's get going then."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

It had stopped raining, Ephiny noted in relief as she stepped out of
the food hut and carried a tray across the courtyard. Greeting other Amazons
that had just got up.

The sky slowly dissolved into a pale blue. Only thin layers of clouds
lingering. Well, maybe it was going to be a nice day after all. She hoped
it would. Then they could sit outside and not have to be cramped together
in a stuffy hut.

Mounting the steps that led to the large hut, she balanced the tray
on one hand as she knocked.

Frowning as she got no response. She bit her lower lip and contemplated
knocking again or just entering. Mmh. Coming to a decision, she put down
the breakfast tray and opened the door while knocking again.

The hut was bathed in a soft twilight. The corners hidden in shadows
and only a candle spent some light. The flame flickering as a gust of wind
coming through the open door hit it.

Its yellow glow caressing along gentle features relaxed in sleep.

Ephiny closed the door softly and took the few steps towards the bed
the small form lay on. An affectionate smile playing on her lips. She dropped
to one knee next to the bed and released a slow breath.

Just looking at her sleep one wouldn't be able to tell all the changes
she had gone through since they first met five years ago.

"Terreis would be so proud of you." A soft whisper.

Who would have thought that the small slip of a girl stumbling into
their way all those years ago would turn out to be....

Ephiny shook her head a little. A small, wistful smile played on her
lips. She reached out with one hand and brushed a few stray, blonde locks
to one side. Lingering a moment on warm, soft skin.

"Bet you never saw yourself ending up here with a bunch of half-naked,
cranky Amazons, huh?"

This time the small blonde stirred but still didnít awake. Ephiny chuckled
softly and got up. Frowning as she heard strange sounds outside. Walking
to the window, she opened the shutters and looked outside. Releasing a
slow breath at the sight that met her gaze.

There was a group of women clearly not part of their tribe surrounded
by Solari and her sentries. Ahead walked a tall blonde dressed in dark-brown
leathers. A short sword strapped to her back and narrow strips of leathers
braided into her light-blonde hair.

Her entire attitude....the look on her face....the way she held her
body clearly indicated that she was used to giving orders and being obeyed.
Leaving no question as to who she was.

Ephiny narrowed her eyes. Cyane. Mmh.

Behind her was a group of women she figured to be her Royal Guards and....

Strong hands curled around the window sill. The old wood groaning in
surprise at the pressure.

What the Hades...

Just walking out of the shadows thrown by the tall trees surrounding
the village square a tall, dark form stepped into the first hints of the
sun. The soft glow caressing along long, midnight dark hair...clearly shaped
features. Highlighting a broad, muscular figure and although she couldnít
make out her eyes Ė she knew exactly what colour their would have.

"What are you looking at?"

A small, warm hand on her back and the soft voice so close to her ear
made her jump and she barely suppressed a surprised squeak. Turning, she
looked into amused green eyes. That slowly lost their amusement as Gabrielle
noticed her expression.

"Ephiny?"

Before she could say something the small blonde took a step closer and
looked outside. Ephiny studied her face very closely...looking for any
signs of....what? recognition? Fear? Panic?....but seeing nothing but surprise
and then the slightest trace of confusion.

"Thatís Cyane, isnít it?"

Gabrielle turned to her. Questioning green eyes swallowing her for a
brief moment. Making it difficult to compose herself again.

"Um....yeah....do you want me to lead them to their quarters first?"

"No...no, let me fresh up a little and then we greet them together.
Gods...." Gabrielle looked down at herself. "I look like a mess, donít
I?" Chuckling, she headed to the back of the hut where a small bath chamber
had been set up.

Ephiny watched her and then released a slow, almost painful breath.
Not sure if she should be glad that Gabrielle still, very obviously didnít
remember anything that had happened five years ago.

There were only very few people who knew the real circumstances that
led to Gabrielle living with them. She, Eponin, Solari and Ira.

Melosa and Terreis of course but....

Ephiny swallowed against the wave of grief.

And they all had agreed that as long as Gabrielle wouldn't remember
what had happened to her they wouldn't tell her. Not that they knew that
much to begin with.

They still had no idea where she had come from but had narrowed it down
to the small villages surrounding the Amazon country. The villages that
had been raided and destroyed by Draco and his army.

They only knew for sure that Gabrielle had been raped and somehow got
away. Stumbling through the forest to end up saving the life of their Queen's
sister.

Almost getting killed for her effort.

And she never remembered a thing. When she woke up finally after what
seemed forever....she had remembered nothing. Not how she had got here
nor where she had come from.

Back then they had agreed that it was the best for her.

A slow breath stirred the quiet air.

Ephiny turned to the window. Her eyes tracking the dark frame standing
in the middle of the square. But now...now she wasn't so sure anymore.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Xena walked a few steps behind Cyane and her pale eyes took in their
surroundings with casual intensity.

After they had met up with the party waiting for them....it had been....her
jaw moved a little....awkward to say the least. But, surprisingly, not
hostile. Some of the Greek Amazons seemed to recognise her but other than
curious stares she hadn't received any negative reactions. That had been,
she was honest enough to admit at least to herself, a nice surprise. Only
their leader Ė Solari, was it? seemed a little more distanced towards her
than the rest of the women. She wasn't sure yet if it was hostility or
just natural caution.

Thankfully the rain had stopped halfway to the village and the mood
of her group and the Greek Amazons had lightened considerably. There actually
had started a low conversation between two members of her Royal Guards
and two of the sentries and cheerful laughter drifted towards her now and
then.

She watched Cyane turn to her and a small, teasingly smug smile played
on her lips. The taller woman simply wrestled a scowl on her face and lifted
a dark brow.

The smile only broadened and then Cyane turned back as Solari said something.

"Not long now. The village is just behind the next hill....east to the
mountains." Her dark eyes flickered for a brief moment to meet pale blue
and then turned away just as quickly.

Dark brows wrinkled for an entirely different reason and Xena made a
mental note to keep a closer look on the dark-haired Amazon.

"It seems rather quite around here. Have you had any trouble lately?
We heard that you have some quarrels with the Centaurs around here."

The Greek Amazons exchanges long looks and then Solari shrugged. Her
voice carefully even. "Yeah...we had some run ins with them but other than
that...." Another casual shrug. "It's been quiet."

Cyane only nodded and looked at the head of her Royal guard. Clearly
reading on those chiselled features that Xena didn't buy that story either.
Mmh. Okay...so something was up they very obviously had no desire to share.
Well....they would have to see what would happen.

"Mmh...." Trying to keep the conversation going, Cyane took a few steps
closer to their lead and asked in a conversational tone: "I really am looking
forward to meet your Queen. Melosa is a well-known name among the Eastern
Amazons."

They entered the village and Cyane noticed Xena move a little closer.
Those pale eyes looking around in serious intent.

It wasn't big. A dozen huts. A large village square with a place for
a bonfire just slightly off centre. The huts placed in a circle around
the square. Sheltered to all sides by tall, massive trees....providing
a nice shade from the sun that had by now risen fully. Cutting the square
into dark and light.

Solari motioned them to stop. She hadn't answered Cyane's question yet
and the tall blonde wondered for a moment if she hadn't heard it or chose
to ignore it.

Then a motion caught her attention and she turned to a large hut set
apart a little. Three steps led up to a wrap-around porch and just as she
turned the door to the hut opened and a small form exited. Followed by
another taller figure.

"Huh..." Cyane watched in honest surprise a small blonde not older than
perhaps twenty summers walk down the steps to be joined by a second Amazon.
Making it quite obvious who she was. Unlike the other Amazons, she didnít
wore a short top but a short-sleeved shirt that allowed a brief glance
of her belly every time she moved.

There was a certain grace to her small frame and Cyane wasn't quite
able to suppress a small, astonished smile as she turned a little to Xena.
Blinking at the strange expression on those handsome features.

"Xena?"

The dark-haired woman visibly shook herself from where ever she had
drifted off to and turned to her Queen....raising a brow and shrugging.

Cyane made a mental note to question her friend later and turned her
attention back to the surprising puzzle just coming to a halt in front
of her.

The Greek Amazons dropped to their knees in greeting and Cyane watched
in growing astonishment as the small blonde rolled her eyes at the official
gesture. A broad, warm smile literally lit up those gentle, youthful features
and offering her hand, Cyane was amazed to hear a warm, steady voice.

It took her a moment to tear herself away from an amazing pair of green
eyes and she shook the offered hand. She actually had to clear her throat
a little before she was able to respond.

"Queen Gabrielle....the honour is all mine. And I'd like to say that
I heard so much about you but I am afraid I can't."

Gabrielle laughed at that. A warm, gentle sound and Cyane couldn't help
but join it. Although she notice that one of the woman standing behind
Gabrielle's small frame kept scowling at her and....her blonde head tilted....the
dark, towering form to her left. Mmh...interesting.

She felt Gabrielle release her hand and take a step to the side to join
her. In the process backhanding the woman with the long, curly hair casually
on the stomach. Getting an outraged look she studiously ignored.

Cyane bit her lower lip to keep from smiling and followed the smaller
woman.

"I know this is probably not what you expected and I promise to tell
you what happened but I am sure you're tired and hungry. There are huts
prepared for you....I will send someone to show you the bathing as well
as the food hut." Smiling green eyes. "And than we can catch up. How does
that sound?"

"Great. I admit that some rest and food will be the best for now. Thank
you."

Gabrielle smiled. "You're welcome. Let me know when you are settled
in and I'd be happy to join you for a little small talk."

Cyane nodded and watched in amazement as the young woman greeted every
one of her party with a warm smile. Which only faltered for a brief moment
as she shook Xena's hand.

Then she motioned to two Amazons that had been standing near them and
they were led towards two huts only a few yards away from the Queen's hut.

Ephiny waited until their were out of hearing range. "Why did you hit
me?!" Her voice was obviously angry and Gabrielle sighed.

"I'm sorry Eph but you were scowling so badly I was afraid you're skin
would get creases. Besides, I don't want to start off on the wrong foot
with them.....why were you hostile anyway? They seem nice enough."

They started walking back to the Queen's hut. Eponin following with
a small amused smile on her lips.

Ephiny sighed silently. Avoiding questioning green eyes. "Just....we
need to be careful. I didn't want to take any chances."

"No, no not really but that doesn't mean that we shouldn't be careful."

"Mmh....you're right. Okay...let me eat something real quick and then
we check on how our guests are settling in."

She mounted the stairs to the porch and disappeared inside the hut.
Leaving behind Ephiny and Eponin. Both standing next to each other for
a long silent moment.

"She really doesn't remember, does she?"

Blonde curls shook in a silent nod.

"What if...."

"Don't!" Ephiny released a slow breath. "We better pray to Artemis that
she won't because it is bad enough to have that bitch here in our village
without being able to do anything! I don't even want to imagine what it'll
do to Gabrielle if she suddenly starts to remember."

The heavy silence settle again. Only broken by the soft sighs of branches
overhead.

And hurried footsteps heading their way.

They turned in time to watch Solari come to a halt in front of them.
Taking a moment to catch her breath. "Tell me you recognised who just walked
into our village."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"A girl?!"

The somewhat incredulous whisper came from the eldest member of her
party. Rian, one of her advisers and well past her forty summers sat down
on one of the cots provided for them and shook her head.

"Their queen is a girl, I don't believe it."

"Now, Rian...we all know that looks can be deceiving. Let's not judge
her before getting to know her."

Cyane released a deep breath and turned to the silent form standing
at a window. "Xena?"

It took a moment for the tall frame to show any movement but then she
slowly turned. Her face holding the same strange expression Cyane had notice
before. A strange mixture of surprise and pensive remembrance.

"She may be young but her eyes tell a different story."

Cyane nodded. So her friend had notice it too.

"Let's get settled, cleaned up and fed.....and then we talk to Queen
Gabrielle. After all, this is about the survival of both our tribes. That's
what we should be concerned about."

A low murmur of agreement and after a long moment even Rian nodded.

"Okay then.....everyone pick a cot."

Xena watched as her friends got themselves situated in the hut that
was big enough to provide comfortable space for four people. The rest of
their party stayed next door.

Then she turned back toward the window. Pale eyes fastened on the hut
nearby. The strange feeling of foreboding that had bothered her ever since
they left getting more intense.

Overwhelmingly so as Gabrielle had shook her hand.

She didn't know what to make of it but it kept her off balance in a
very unnerving way. Straightening, she motioned to Cyane. "I check on the
others."

Dark eyes studied her for a silent moment and she knew this look too
well. There was to be one of those talks sooner or later.

"Okay." Cyane smirked. "Behave."

A low chuckle as Xena closed the door behind her. For a moment just
enjoying the still chilly air. She took a deep breath, tasting the last
traces of rain on the back of her throat.

A few steps and she mounted the stairs that led her to the hut that
housed the rest of their party. Two more members of the Royal Guards and
two young Amazons Cyane had chosen to accompany them on the trip.

She heard their excited voices and paused a moment. Listening with a
small smile playing on red lips.

"She's cute."

"Yeah...but so young, isn't she? I didn't know there were so young queens."

A low snort that was Arames, one of her Royal Guards. "Queen Cyane is
young."

A brief silence.

"Well, yes....but Gabrielle is our age."

This time Arames chuckled. "Goes to show you where you could be if you
work really hard."

At the comment Xena bit her lower lip to keep a chuckle from escaping.
Arames was the appointed 'caretaker' for the two young women and although
she tended to be pretty strict she was a fair and very good teacher.

She heard the annoyed groans of the young women and some good-natured
laughter from the older women.

Another silence and then, hesitantly a soft voice. Dark brows wrinkled
a little. From the sound it was Klarissa. Rather shy but with a lot of
potential.

"I heard them...talk about Xena. Is it true what they said?"

There was the shuffle of boots. Then Arames again. "What do you mean?"

"They said Xena used to be a .... a warlord. That she did some pretty
awful things."

The dark form seemed to lose in height for a moment. Pale eyes clouding
over with deep sadness. Funny, how her past seemed to have a way of always
sneaking up on her. No matter what.

Then she stiffened as she noticed the soft sound of footsteps.

"Spying on your own people?" The cold voice came from somewhere at her
back and she slowly turned around.

Ah, Curly, should have expected that.

Leaning against one support of the porch roof, she studied the other
Amazon. She was smaller than she herself with a mane of thick, blonde and
wavy curls. Her short leather provided a nice view of a fit and toned body.

Lifting her eyes, she met pale ones that looked at her with open hostility.

"And you would be?" Her voice was just as cool and she lifted a teasing
almost mocking brow for good measure. She hadn't spent half of her life
as a feared warlord to be brow-beaten by some Amazon with an attitude.

The woman took a few steps closer. "Ephiny. I am the head of the Royal
Guards of her Majesty."

Xena chuckled and stepped from the porch. Towering over the other woman.
"Well....one thing we have in common then. Can only get better now, don't
you think so? Oh by the way....my name is..."

"Xena. I know you."

Pale blue eyes narrowed. Okay, so than this seemed to be personal. "Surprise
there."

Ephiny fumed and stepped closer still. "I don't care who you are now
or what they think of you...but you better cause no trouble here or I swear..."

"You'd do what?"

"Five years is a long time, Xena...but not everybody has forgotten your
name or what you have done. Better be careful."

The taller woman actually smiled at that. Cold and without any humour.
"You threatening me?"

And then a strange thing happened. Ephiny's anger seemed to vanish to
be replaced by....Pale eyes blinked. She wasn't sure what it was replaced
with but it wasn't hate. She watched in surprise as Ephiny stepped back.
Taking a deep breath.

"Just an advise, Xena."

And with that she turned and walked away. Not even looking back.

Xena shook her head in confusion. What the Hades was this all about?
She turned and froze as her eyes strayed to the Queen's hut for a brief
moment. There on the porch stood Gabrielle....and for a moment it seemed
as if she was looking at her.

The unnerving feeling of losing control was back.

Xena swallowed and then walked back towards the hut she stayed in. Trying
to suppress the strange feeling in her belly.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Gabrielle closed the door behind her and leaned against the cool wood.
Green eyes disappearing as she closed her eyes. Her knees close to shaking.

She was confused.

Of the feelings inside her and her reaction to one of the woman that
had been with Cyane.

It was a weird sense of knowing her. It had almost...

Green eyes opened.

Almost felt like one of her dreams.

Those dreams she woke up from screaming and drenched in sweat. Her body
wrapped in the memory of pain.

She never remembered images. Only the feeling of utterly helplessness
and the pain. And faintly, like a gust of wind, touches and voices.

The nightmares had lessened in the last two years and so it unsettled
her to be remembered of them by someone she had never met in her life.

She wasn't even sure what it was that had prompted the memory.

Maybe Cyane mentioning Melosa.

A soft sigh as the small frame sat down on the bed. Graceful fingers
tracing creases in the blanket. She took another trembling breath. Pulling
her knees up, she wrapped her arms around them and closed her eyes.

"....Terreis....I really need you....."

Silence. Only her breathing and the soft hiss of the candles placed
along the walls.

For a moment she allowed herself to be drowned by a wave of grief and
fear. Swallowing her for long, dark seconds. Numbing the pain inside and
giving her a moments relief from the emotions and impressions branding
through her mind and heart.

She needed a clear head for this.

The treaty was important. She couldn't fall apart now.

Not now.

Or all the work Melosa had put into this would have been in vain.

Hurting green eyes opened and blinked at a ray of sunlight slowly crawling
towards her. Flakes of dust dancing to a silent music.

She got up and straightened her small frame. Using all her willpower
to push down all the unsettling emotions and actually managed a smile by
the time she stepped back outside.

Scanning the square and noticing with a confused frown Ephiny who walked,
rather angrily, away from....

She swallowed.

The tall, dark woman who was part of Cyane's party. She watched her
turn and for a brief moment she had the strangest feeling of looking her
right into her eyes.

But the feeling faded and the woman disappeared into the hut they had
assigned to the visiting Amazons.

Leaving her even more confused then before. It was going to be a long
week.

Although late spring the water was still chilly and small toes wiggled
a little in an attempt to get warm.

The clear liquid leaving traces of goosebumps in their wakes as the
caressed along the soft skin. Splashing as a small form moved and pulled
the legs out of the water. Warm hands rubbing the cold skin.

Gabrielle released a slow breath and brushed a few stray strands behind
her ears. She had been sitting at the riverbank for some time. Just needing
some time alone. To relax.

To think, really.

Three days had passed and so far things looked very good.

The treaty was about to be signed tonight and Cyane had agreed to stay
for the upcoming festival. Everybody was in a good mood and after the first
awkwardness between her tribe and their visitors everybody had started
to get along really well.

Actually....a small smile.....Ephiny had told her that she surprised
one of the younger Amazons with one of Cyane's Royal Guards. Obviously
everybody had a good time.

Well...

The smile disappeared and green eyes closed.

She still hadn't figured out what was disturbing her so much about Xena.

Xena.

Cyane had introduced her advisers and guards during their first session
and the dark-haired woman's name had surprised all of them. They had, of
course, heard about the infamous Xena but she had been gone from Greece
for over five years and many people had thought her dead.

She very obviously wasn't.

Green eyes blinked open and watched as a huge fish swam dangerously
close to the surface. Bubbles rippling the otherwise calm surface as it
exhaled. The light from the sun hitting its body in tiny sparkling highlights.

It had been a close vote whether they should allow Xena to stay in the
village or ask her to leave. Although, she had never attacked Amazon country
she had destroyed many villages that Amazons had relatives in and especially
the older women of her tribe had been arguing against Xena's stay.

It had been Cyane that had finally ask her to let Xena stay.

Telling them about all the good the former warlord had done while with
the Eastern tribe. Cyane very apparently believing in Xena's change.

Could someone as ruthless and violent as everybody said she was really
change?

Gabrielle wanted to believe it.

What was really bothering her was that although she didn't even remember
Xena's name, she had the strangest sensation of knowing her.

She knew that a lot of her memories were blurry at best and that she
barely remembered how she had come to live with the Amazons - so why did
she seem to remember Xena?

A frustrated sigh as the small frame leaned back against the warm but
rough bark of a tree.

How could she forget eyes that blue? She had never seen eyes that blue.
They seemed to hold a light of their own. Reaching right inside her.

And always bringing back the images of her dreams.

That was the real reason she hadn't been able to sleep properly in the
last few days.

The dreams had been back with almost overwhelmingly clarity and more
often than not she woke up barely able to keep the scream from escaping.
She knew that Ephiny suspected something but her friend was concerned as
it was and she didn't want to give her any real reason.

But the lack of sleep and the stress of the last three days was weighing
on her and it got difficult to concentrate.

Just seeing Xena caused this instant reaction of fear and panic inside
her that was almost impossible to ignore. She didn't know what was happening
to her and it frightened her.

Having to tell Cyane what had happened to Melosa made matters worse.
Even though, she had agreed with Ephiny to let a few details out....it
had been....

Another deep breath.

It still hurt.

Losing Melosa and ---

Terreis.

Gabrielle swallowed and wiped angrily at her eyes as she felt the beginning
of tears.

Things had happened so fast she barely had any chance to grief the loss.
And she felt the control she tried to keep on her emotions slipping. Knew
that she was close to falling apart....and she had no idea how to stop
it.

"....please, I need some help...." Her voice was all but a trembling
whisper as she finally gave in to the avalanche of emotions and cried.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"It triggers something."

Ira's husky voice was somewhat muffled as she crouched down to get a
few pots of herbs from underneath a chest of drawers.

"You noticed it, too, huh?"

Ephiny sat down on one of the empty cots in the healer's hut. Brushing
a hand through dishevelled curls to get some kind of order to them.

"Yeah....I'm not sure if it is anything specific but I'm afraid sooner
than later she'll remember."

"I need to talk to her, then."

Ira straightened and turned to the younger woman. Her dark brows wrinkling
in thought. "Maybe."

Pale brows rose in surprise. "Maybe?....Ira, we have no idea what role
Xena plays in those memories but if it comes even close to our worst scenarios
she better shouldn't be here when it happens. Because if I find out that
she...." Ephiny hands curled into tight fists. "I don't know what I would
do."

The healer released a slow breath and took a few steps towards the blonde
woman. "We don't know if she has anything to do with the rape."

"What if she does?"

Ira swallowed. "I don't know." She crossed her arms over her chest and
leaned against a roof support. "From what I've seen of her in the last
three days.....she is nothing like those stories I heard. And her tribe,
not to mention her Queen, seems to think a lot of her."

Ephiny jumped up. "By the Gods Ira! Why does everybody see her as some
kind of hero! She is not! She is a murdering bitch who has...." Her voice
lost in strength. ".....maybe has something to do with what happened to
Gabrielle."

The blonde woman sat down on the cot again. Taking a few deep breaths
to calm herself. Watched by knowing dark eyes. Sitting down next to the
younger woman, she put a hand on her arm.

"Everybody deserves a second chance, Eph."

For a long moment there was no reaction but then pale eyes lifted to
look at her. Brushing the hand off, Ephiny got up and headed to the door.
She didn't even turn around as she said: "I don't think so."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Cyane wrote down a last note about the treaty and released a satisfied
sigh.

This was looking good.

Gabrielle had agreed on the joined border patrol....although they still
had to iron out some numbers and times but at least they had agreed that
in order for their tribes to survive they would have to stand together.
And with any luck other tribes would join in.

She looked up.

They might really stand a chance against the Romans.

The soft creak of the door made her jump and she scowled at the dark
form entering the hut.

Getting a confused scowl right back. "What?"

She chuckled and closed the scroll she'd been writing on. "Nothing.
The others do okay?"

Xena sat down on her cot and shrugged. Her fingers fiddling with a piece
of leather on her bracelets. Cyane frowned. Her friend had been strangely
absent for the three days. Which was very unusual for her.

"You're still uncomfortable about being here? Xena, they seem to like
you."

Pale blue eyes looked up. Guarded....allowing no guess as to what the
tall woman was thinking. Something that certainly wasn't unusual. Cyane
sighed silently. Wondering what it would take for Xena to open up to anyone.

"Well, it's all right so far. I'm not too sure about the 'like me' part,
though."

"Oh, you mean Ephiny, don't you?"

"Yup."

Cyane turned fully. "Mmh....yeah, she seems to be not too happy about
you being here." She chuckled a little. "But I think Gabrielle told her
to back off."

Xena got up and turned away. Busying herself with rearranging a few
cups sitting on a narrow shelf.

Feeling that it was time to change the subject, the blonde woman leaned
back in her chair. "What do you think about what they told us about Melosa?"

It took a moment but then Xena turned around. A thoughtful expression
on her face. "I believe that she was killed in a battle. I am not too sure
about the rest, though. Thugs attacking Amazon country.....no mentioning
of a warlord or anything. It did sound...." A shrug of broad shoulders.
"I think there are a few things Gabrielle didn't tell us."

For example what happened with Melosa's sister Terreis. And what had
caused that pained look in those amazing green eyes. Xena took a deep breath.

"Mmh....I got the same impression but it's not really any of our business,
is it?" Cyane got up as well. Taking a few steps towards Xena. "What do
you think?"

The tall form leaned back against the wall. Crossing her arms over her
chest, Xena shrugged again. Pale blue eyes turning towards the window.
Reaching somewhere beyond the confines of the hut...or the village.

"I heard some of the Greek Amazons talk about some trouble they had
with some of their own people. Nothing specific....there is always someone
around who makes them shut up, so I didn't hear anything that would make
real sense but something is up. Did you notice the security?...They have
a double guard shift during the night."

Surprised dark brows rose. No, she hadn't noticed than but then again....leave
it to Xena to figure out this sort of thing.

"And I heard the healer say something about Gabrielle's health." Again,
blue eyes turned away. But Cyane noticed the way her jaw moved with silent
emotions.

"Do you think we're in trouble?"

Those chiselled features finally turned to face her and she saw a small
smile on red lips. Putting her at ease a little.

"Nah. Whatever's up....seems they've got it covered." The tall frame
straightened. "And as you said: not really any of our business."

The blonde Amazon nodded silently and walked to the window. Dark eyes
surveying the square and the few Amazons that were around. Some headed
towards the training fields others to the food hut.

It was late afternoon and the heat of the day was slowly retreating
as the evening lazily settled on the village. Everybody seemed to be in
a high mood and looking forward to the festival in two days.

Cyane smiled. Admitting that she was looking forward to it herself.
Making a mental note to ask Gabrielle a few more questions regarding the
party.

Gabrielle.

She really liked the young woman.

Even though she presented quite a puzzle.

What she had told them about how she had come to the title of Queen
of the Amazons had seemed to make sense. That she received the right of
caste from Terreis and after Melosa's death....naturally....had taken over.
And yet...

Dark eyes watched in idle curiosity as Ephiny, Gabrielle's head of the
Royal Guards, left the healer's hut and headed over to the Queen's hut.

There were a lot of questions left unanswered. Partly because Gabrielle
hadn't addressed them at all....partly because she had answered others
rather evasively. And as open as the young blonde had seemed through all
their interaction - at those times she had very obviously closed up. Even
avoiding eye contact.

The only other times she did that was when...

Cyane turned and looked at Xena. The dark-haired warrior busy polishing
her sword. Seemingly oblivious to her scrutiny.

After some discussion Xena had relented and agreed not to be present
while she was in negotiations with the Greek Queen. She had been present
only the first time and of course in the evenings when they would sit together
talking about differences in their tribes traditions.

And at those times Gabrielle had been just as ---

Cyane frowned. Looking for the right term.

Distanced. In a way. Smiling a lot less and avoiding quite noticeable
any eye contact with Xena. And those few times Xena had asked her a questions
- there had been this strange confused and searching look in her eyes.
Those expressive features a curious mixture of....

Another frown.

She had looked like someone who was trying very hard to remember something.

The blonde head tilted. Mmh.

She was about to address her friend as Xena got up and slid her sword
back into the scabbard on her back. The air seemed to crackle with nervous
tension and she watched as the taller woman released a frustrated sigh.

"You okay?"

Those pale eyes turned her way. And for a moment it seemed as if Xena
was about to say something but then she brushed her hand through the dark
mane and shook her head. "I'm fine....um.....just need some fresh air."

And with that she left the hut again. Followed by worried dark eyes.

Cyane turned around to look out of the window. Watching the unmistakable
frame disappear in the wall of trees surrounding the village.

Something was up - and it had everything to do with Gabrielle. She felt
it. Did they know each other? It almost seemed this way. But how?

Again questions.

Movement to her right caught her attention and she noticed Ephiny again.
Storming from the Queen's hut....another Amazon following her obviously
trying to placate her. She couldn't hear what was said but Ephiny seemed
really angry.

Taking a deep breath, Cyane came to a decision and left the hut. She
wanted answers - and she was determined to get them. One way or the other.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"What do you mean she's not here?!"

Eponin swallowed and straightened to make eye contact with the furious
woman in front of her.

"She said she needed some time alone. She asked me to give her a few
hours."

Ephiny very obviously forced herself to calm down. She took a few deep
breaths and released them slowly.

"When was this?"

Eponin shifted uncomfortably. "A little before lunch."

Silence as pale eyes turned very cold and the taller woman took a few
steps closer. "You better pray that she fell asleep somewhere." Ephiny's
voice was low and chilly. "How could you agree to that?!"

Now her friend got a little angry herself. Because she knew exactly
that she shouldn't have done it but...

"She hasn't slept for three day, Eph! She looks awful and very obviously
needed to get away. And she isn't a helpless maiden! She can take care
of herself.......you should know that by now." The last was all but a whisper.

It took Ephiny off guard. Throwing her right back to those awful days
a few weeks ago as....Pushing down those memories, she sighed and dropped
her head. "I know. Sorry....but...."

Felt Eponin's hand on her arm. "I get a few people together and we look
for her, okay? She is all right."

A long breath. "Yeah."

They turned together and headed to the food hut as Cyane stopped them
half-way. "I need to talk to you."

Ephiny was already on the edge and she had no patience left to socialise
with their guests. "Not now! We're busy."

And was face to face with determined dark eyes. "Now."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

A hiss of air as a blade of well-used metal cut through it.

A tall, muscular form shifting. Turning. Another hiss of air. Accompanied
by a high-pitched sound. More movement. Long dark hair dancing around chiselled
features dampened by sweat. Dark bangs clinging to a forehead wrinkled
in an unconscious frown.

The heavy scent of a overheated body mixed with wet leather. Dry grass.
And the faint trace of the sweet smell of flowers.

Pale blue eyes hidden behind tightly closed lids.

Another turn. The surprised rustle of bark splitting from a tree.

The small clearing was quiet and even the sound of birds had stopped
as the tall dark form had started its drills.

Encompassing a confused, hurting soul in silence.

Where there was only her heartbeat. Her breathing.

And the voices in her head.

A forced breath and every movement stopped.

For a long moment she didn't move at all. Just stood there. In the middle
of the clearing trying to calm her breath and heartbeat. Feeling pleasantly
exhausted.

The nervous energy that had made her restless for the last few days
finally retreating to a point where she could tolerate it.

Ignore it.

Blue eyes blinked open.

For the first time taking in the sleepy beauty around her. The sun had
started its slow descend and the forest was bathed in a warm glow of golden
light with the slightest touch of pink.

A soft breeze was brushing through whispering leaves. Chilly on her
overheated skin. Making her shiver for a moment.

A deep breath.

I knew I shouldn't have come here! She dropped down on a fallen
tree trunk. Resting her forearms on her knees. Hanging her head between
her shoulders. Feeling the slight strain of tired muscles in her back.

And as always when she allowed her mind to wander an image of eyes a
curious mixture of green and blue formed before her. It was driving her
insane.

What the Hades was it about that woman?!

They had hardly talked in those three days. Barely looked at each other
and yet---

They always seemed to find each others eyes. Even in the food hut that
seemed to be crowded no matter the time of day....they gazes met. Briefly.
Only long enough to acknowledge each others presence - just to do anything
to avoid further contact.

What she couldn't figure out was why?

They had never met before. She was sure of it. Wouldn't forget a
face like that. Or those eyes.... Right?

Dark brows wrinkled in a deep scowl.

And what bothered her the most was the fact that Gabrielle seemed to
be afraid of her. She'd seen this kind of look too many times not to recognise
it. And again: why?

Releasing a frustrated sigh, she got up. Whatever it was....they would
be leaving in two days and then she could put all that behind.

She turned and headed towards the river that circled the village to
its back. Knowing that she would come out somewhere close to the Queen's
hut.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"With all due respect, your Majesty...this really isn't the time for
talking."

Cyane tilted her head. "Why?"

Ephiny was debating with herself how much to tell. She was torn between
going out there and looking for Gabrielle....and knowing that she indeed
could take care of herself. But damn it, she was exhausted, still not fully
healed and it was her duty to make sure the Queen was all right!!

She briefly wondered if anyone would think her insane if she'd scream
right now.

Forcing a pleasant expression on her face, she turned her attention
to their guest. "What is it that you want to talk about?"

"I want you to tell me what really happened when Melosa was killed.
And I want to know why the head of my Royal Guards who also happens to
be my friend and your Queen seem to be on the verge of running every time
they meet.....What in the name of Artemis is going on here?!"

The last part she almost yelled but Cyane didn't really care. The entire
atmosphere in the village was weighing on her nerves. No matter how friendly
everybody seemed to be - there was always this strange sensation that they
only told half of the story. Deliberately leaving parts out.

Ephiny swallowed. She knew that Eponin who stood next to her was watching
her very closely. Turning a little, she met her friend's eyes. Hoping to
find easy answers there. All she got was a shrug.

Right.

"I don't think that any of it is your business....your majesty."

Cyane blinked. So there was something between Xena and Gabrielle. She
noticed by the look on Ephiny's face that the Greek Amazon just realised
what she had said.

"Look Ephiny..." Cyane took a few steps forward. "I know this probably
isn't my business but any fool could tell that you guys have a problem
and I only offer our help if you need it.......as for Xena.....I know you
don't like her", She raised a hand to stop any response from the other
woman. "...but she is my friend and something is very obviously bothering
her. And it has something to do with Gabrielle. Doesn't it?"

The Greek Amazon dropped her gaze. Running one hand through already
disordered blonde locks. Taking a slow breath, she finally looked up again.

"It's a long story."

Cyane smiled. "I have nothing else to do at the moment."

"I really don't...." Ephiny's voice faded into a choked gasp and Cyane
turned in confusion to see what had caused this reaction.

"By Artemis...."

From the twilight of the forest a dark form stepped into the last golden
rays of the sun. Highlighting a smaller form held in a protective embrace.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

- 4 -

The dark head tilted ever so slightly.

Pale blue eyes taking in the small form. Curled into a tight ball. Fast
asleep underneath the wide arms of an oak. The chilly breeze of the evening
rifling playfully through long, blonde strands.

Caressing them along gentle, youthful features still showing last traces
of tears.

Xena released a slow breath.

Unsure of what to do.

She dropped to a knee next to the sleeping blonde. Reaching out with
one hand. Noticing the slight tremble with a annoyed frown.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

....the voices were back.

The voices and the touches.

And the scent of burning flesh. High-pitched screams. The rumble
of horses. Husky laughter and the sound of swords.

And the pain.

Another scream.

Was that her voice? Was she fighting?

Was she still alive?

Another wave of pain.

Oh Gods....please.....

And then there were those eyes. A sparkle of light within an ocean
of darkness that threatened to swallow her. Eyes so blue...

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Her hand touched chilled skin. And dark brows wrinkled in an unconscious
frown.

"Your Majesty?"

The small form stirred but Gabrielle didn't wake up.

"....Gabrielle...." She tried again. Leaning a little closer.

And ran straight into a pair of panicked green eyes.

Pink lips moved with silent words and in one motion Gabrielle sat up
and scrambled away from her. The small frame trembling less from the cold
as from whatever dream she was caught in.

"Your Majesty....it's okay. You fell asleep....it's okay." Xena tried
to soothe the younger woman but instinctively kept her distance. Not wanting
to add to the panic she saw in those green eyes.

And yet wondering what had put that look there.

And almost in the same second wishing she could take it away.

She watched Gabrielle blink at her for a long, silent moment. And then
the smaller woman slowly, ever so slowly relaxed.

It took another long moment until she saw Gabrielle swallow. And then
the soft voice broke the silence between them. "...you scared me..." A
trembling whisper. Followed by a weak smile.

Looking away from intense blue eyes, Gabrielle slowly tried to get up.
Biting her lower lip at the instant pain in her chest. Hoping that the
pain didn't show on her face.

"You okay?"

Obviously it did.

"No...cramps...," she lied. Making a show of bending her legs as if
to get the feeling back into them. It took a moment but the pain in her
chest subsided and she straightened as much as she could.

Very aware of pale blue eyes looking at her.

"Can I help you?"

Gabrielle actually laughed at that. And for the first time a real smile
showed on her face. Amazing Xena by the way it lit up those gentle features.

"Well, you could carry me back to the village." She meant it as a joke
but as she looked up again she had to swallow. Frowning a little as she
noticed the way Xena looked at her. "It was a joke. I'm fine."

"I wouldn't mind." Xena's voice was low. And very obviously serious.

Gabrielle blinked at the taller woman. A little unnerved at the way
that low voice seemed to tickle something deep inside her.

"Xena, really....I appreciate the offer but..."

"You have broken ribs that aren't healed completely yet. I am sure they
are causing you quite some pain at the moment. I don't know how long you
have been out here but your body is very chilled and from the look in your
eyes I would say you're coming down with a fever within the next candlemark
or so.......if I carry you, we'll be a lot faster."

Green eyes met pale blue for a long, silent moment.

"How did you know?" A soft whisper.

"It's in the way you move. And breathe."

Gabrielle released a trembling breath. This was ridiculous. She was
very much able to walk by herself. And she didn't feel weak or feverish
and....

And....

The dark head in front of her tilted ever so slightly.

And she allowed herself to be lifted into a pair of surprisingly strong
arms. Suddenly close to a very warm body.

Aware of how safe she actually felt.

A brief look of pale blue eyes.

But also painfully aware of how the images of her dream lingered in
the back of her mind.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

- 5 -

She remembered running.

Running.

And that she needed to get away. Away from....Blurry images and whispering
sounds filtering through the misty haze of her mind. A soft moan and the
she felt a warm hand on her skin. And a soothing voice close to her ear.

"It's okay, Gabrielle. Sleep."

Sleep?

The haze got thicker again and she fought it only for a brief moment.
To weak and tired to resist the promise of peace offered from within the
misty darkness.

Ephiny watched with a silent sigh of relief as Gabrielle seem to settle
down again. Taking a deep breath, she slowly got up and turned to the people
behind her.

Her eyes cold and angry as they settled on Eponin.

Her friend swallowed and dropped her head. Crossing her arms in front
of her chest, she took a few steps back. Avoiding anyone's gaze.

Ephiny released a slow breath and turned to Ira. "How is she?"

The older Amazon bit her lower lip in a pensive gesture. "She had a
fever and most likely will come down with a cold. She's prone for that
sort of thing. With any luck it won't be as bad as two years ago. I gave
her some herbs....that's why she's still sleeping. Her ribs are fine. Bruised
but other than that okay."

She looked up and met Ephiny's inquiring gaze. "She's lucky Xena found
her, though." Noticing the subtle movement of muscles in the guard's jaw.

"She shouldn't have been out there in the first place."

Eponin looked up. Meeting Ephiny's eyes for a long, silent moment. Then
she turned and left the hut without a word.

Beata, a young Amazon who would join the Royal Guards this summer took
a hesitant step forward. "Um...." Her eyes flickered to Ira. "Queen Cyane
asked me to let you know that you still have a conversation to finish."

Ephiny shook her head. "Not tonight. We all need some sleep." She looked
at Gabrielle and then left as well.

Ira sighed and looking at Beata shrugged. "Go on. I'll stay here."

The young Amazon smiled and followed Ephiny.

The healer took a chair and placed it next to the bed Gabrielle slept
on. Reaching out to brush a few strands of blonde hair to one side. Unconsciously
checking if the fever was getting worse.

The grey head tilted a little as she studied youthful features flushed
from the fever. Then she leaned forward ever so lightly. Her voice all
but a whisper.

"You are starting to remember, don't you?"

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Callused fingertips touched cold skin. Closing a pair of green eyes
starring unseeing into a clear blue sky. Youthful features still holding
an expression of shocked surprise and pain.

A brush of wind carried the scent of smouldering wood. Burned skin.
And faintly the sound of a battle. Husky yells. High-pitched screams.

A tall dark form straightened. Midnight-dark strands dancing along
chiselled features as pale eyes narrowed at the smoky silhouettes of the
village ahead.

"Well, well, Draco....thought, I told you to wait." A low whisper.

The tall form moved and mounted a pale horse. Without any haste riding
into the valley. From the looks of it the battle was almost over anyway.
Several soldiers already in the process of preparing camp.

Makeshift tents had been built to one side of the road and a soft
murmur accompanied the passing form.

Most of the buildings in the small village were on fire. The air
stuffy from the smoke. The square was covered with dead bodies. The dirt
a deep crimson colour. Thin lines of blood a macabre roadmap covering the
road.

A soldier was busy searching a dead body for anything valuable as
a cold, low voice made him freeze. He swallowed.

"Where's Draco?"

It took him a moment until he found the courage to look up. But unable
to form any coherent sentence he pointed towards the back of the village.

Pale eyes turned this way. The inn.

He watched the dark form move this way and swallowed again. Dropping
the arm of the dead villager he had been holding, he stumbled away. Wanting
to be anywhere but near Draco right now.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

She had stopped fighting. Good.

White teeth bit down on already bruised skin and a small whimper
stirred the air.

Draco groaned and then rolled away from the prone body underneath
him. Taking a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat. A cold smirk playing
on his lips, as he watched the small frame curl into a tight ball.

And jumped as the door to his room burst open.

Reaching for his sword, he jumped from the bed. "What the Hades....!"
And fell silent as he recognised the tall form entering the room. Despite
himself swallowing against a suddenly dry throat.

He cleared his throat. "Xena."

Pale eyes looked at him for a long silent moment. Straying over his
naked body. And then flickered to the bed.

Taking a few steps forward, the dark head tilted a little as pale
eyes took in the curled up form there. Then returned to him.

"Draco, Draco, Draco...."

He saw a small smile on her lips and relaxed a little. Dropping his
sword, he shrugged and put on a charming smile. "Can't blame a man for
trying to have some fun, now can you?"

The small smile got bigger.

As well as colder.

And he watched in slight puzzlement as she stepped to the bed and
crouched in front of it. Pulling away the edge of the blanket covering
part of the young woman. Pale eyes twitching ever so lightly at the some
of the marks she saw.

Then the small form moved and she was face to face with a pair of
pained, pleading eyes.

It took all her willpower to break their gazes and she got up....actually
had to take a few steps back. Needing a moment to collect herself. Turning
back to Draco, she raised a dark brow. And walked towards him. Slowly.
Pale eyes tracing his naked body again.